So, here it is. Chapter two. And thank you for the reviews, they're awesome!

Lilly instantly regretted her dicision on coming to this party as soon as she stepped into Ricky Sanchez' house.

"Tell me again why I'm coming with you."

Oliver looked at her for a moment. "Oh, come on, Lilly. It'll be fun," he said in a tone as if he was trying to cheer her up.

Lilly looked around her. The only thing she saw was people making out and dancing like they were having sex, but then with their clothes on. The strong smell of alcohol filled her nostrils.

"Yeah, right. Fun, " she mumbled dryly.

"Okay, I'm going to get us some drinks. Just wait here and enjoy the music," he gave her a quick peck on her lips and with that, he left. Lilly leand back against the doorframe. The loud music pounded in her ears. Okay, maybe Oliver was right, she thought. Maybe she did need to go out more often. Even if it was to stop Oliver calling her boring. She knew he didn't really mean anything by it and that it was just to tease her. But still, she didn't like the fact that her boyfriend called her boring.

Still waiting for Oliver, she tapped her foot to the beat of the music, looking around a bit. When Oliver hadn't returned yet a few minutes later, she decided to go and see what's been taking him so long. After making her way through the huge, crowded house, she arrived in the kitchen.

There were a few people in the kitchen, but Oliver wasn't one of them. She let out a sigh and looked around her for a bit.

"Looking for your boyfriend?" A deep voice suddenly spoke from behind her. Lilly turned around and saw the popular and beautiful Miley Stewart leaning against the doorframe. Her arms crossed, smiling a little at Lilly.

"I..uhm…yes, actually." Lilly wanted to smack her head for the sudden nervousness she felt.

"I think I saw him not too long ago going that way with a girl by his side," Miley said while she pointed her finger in some direction.

"A girl?"

Miley nodded. She felt bad for Lilly once she saw the sad look in her eyes.

"Hey, don't be sad," Miley said with a gentle voice, "he's a guy. Guys screw you over. That's just the way it works."

Lilly grinned a little at her statement. "Spoken as a true feminist, huh?"

Miley grinned with her. "You're darn right I am."

They looked at each other for a moment, and Lilly noticed the twinkle that came up in Miley's eyes. Miley held out her hand.

"So, Lilly Truscott, care for a dance?" she asked with a smile.

Lilly didn't know what to say. Miley Stewart actually wanted to dance with her? With her, of all people? Just the thought of it was already unbelievable. Feeling a bit uncertain, she looked at the dancing crowd. They were like wild animals.

Miley followed her stare and as soon as she saw what Lilly was looking at, a small blush appeared on her cheeks. "Not like that," she said with a light chuckle, "I mean actual dancing."

Lilly let out a sigh and chuckled too, relieved that that wasn't what Miley had planned.

"Yeah, sure," she said while she took Miley's waiting hand. Together, they walked towards the dancing people. Lilly was surprised when she felt how her nervousness started to subside. She guessed Miley's confidence was contagious. Lilly looked at her.

"Wait, how did you know my name?"

Miley kept looking in front of her and smirked mysteriously. "I have connections."

Lilly decided to leave it, but she was still curious about why Miley wanted to know her name.

Miley stopped once she'd found a decent spot and turned to Lilly. Just then, the song changed and Flo-Rida's Right Round came on. Miley started moving her hips to the beat of the song and closed her eyes, letting the music carry her away.

Lilly watched in awe. Miley definitely knew how to dance. And that was an understatement. Her whole body seemed to have a will of it's own, moving sensually to the music. Lilly decided to step it up a little, wanting to impress Miley.

Her dancing was now similar to Miley's, and with every move, she got more confident. After 3 minutes, which felt like hours to both of them, the song changed again. Miley smiled as she recognized the song, Shake It by Metro Station. Lilly seemed to be fan of the band, because she immediately started to jump and dance enthusiastically. She's cute, Miley thought with a smile. She started to match Lilly's enthusiasm and jumped with her.

I'll take you home if you don't leave me at the front door (leave me at the front door)
Your body's cold, but girl we're getting so warm
And I was thinking of ways that I could get inside (get inside)
Tonight you're falling in love (let me go now)
The feelings stirring me up (here we go now)

Lilly had a great time. She noticed how Miley had gotten closer to her during their dancing, but she didn't mind. She was having fun, and that was the only thing that mattered.

Now if she does it like this will you do it like that
Now if she touches like this, will you touch her right back
Now if she moves like this, will you move it like that (come on)

Shake, Shake, Shake, Shake, shake it

They stayed on the dancefloor for a while, dancing rather closely to each other. Just when the current song ended, Lilly noticed her dry her mouth was.

"I think I need a drink," she said to Miley.

"Fantastic idea," Miley agreed. All that dancing had wore her out. They walked over to the drinks again, careful not to bump into anyone. They both decided to leave the alcohol alone, and went for the fruit punch. Miley turned to Lilly once she had her drink.

"You're a good dancer, ya know," she said.

Lilly blushed. "Thanks, you too."

Miley smiled, satisfied with the effect she had on Lilly. There was this clumsiness which she found adorable. With that thought, she decided to take it a little further.

"So, have you bumped into some interesting people lately?"

Lilly blushed again. "Yeah, about that. I never really had the chance to - -"

Miley cut her off. "Hey, don't worry about it. I may be popular, but that doesn't mean I'm such a bitch like - -"

"Well, well, look what we have here."

They both turned around, noticing Amber and Ashley and their little posse. "I see you've found a new victim, Stewart," Amber said while she looked at Lilly.

"Do us a favor, Amber, and get lost. Go bore someone else with your dumb little comments," Miley sharply returned, glaring at Amber, showing absolutely no fear.

Ashley then stepped up. "You know, you're acting like you're the most popular girl in school. Well, guess what? You're not."

Amber continued. "Yeah, and the whole lesbian thing it totally gross, everyone thinks that."

Miley smirked. "Oh really, that's probably the reason why everyone worships me," she replied sarcastically.

Amber took a step forward. Getting close to Miley, but not too close. "Why don't you get yourself drunk and hook up with that loser girl standing next to you. That's what you came here for, isn't it?" she smirked evilly.

Anger was becoming evident on Miley's face. She balled her fists, trying to restrain herself. "Shut the hell up. Just do the only thing you sluts are good at, and go fuck your boyfriends already."

After a few seconds of intense glaring, they turned around and arrogantly walked away from Miley and Lilly. Miley felt herself relax a little. "Dammit, if they don't watch their mouts, I'm seriously going to hurt them."

She turned to Lilly, who hadn't said anything and was currently looking to the ground. Miley put a finger under her chin and got Lilly to look her in the eyes. "Hey, what's wrong?"

Lilly didn't really know what to say. She felt kinda strange. Anyways, she was certain that she didn't want to be at the party anymore. "Look, Miley, thank you for tonight. I had fun. But I really wanna go home right now." She looked away from Miley's beautiful eyes. Wait, she thought. Beautiful?

"Is this because of Amber and Ashley? You know all they say is bullshit right?"

"Yeah, yeah, I know that. It's just... I need to go home anyway. Early curfew, you know," Lilly lied.

Miley nodded, understanding. Althought she didn't fully believe her.

Lilly suddenly felt nervous again. How do you say goodbye to one of the most popular girls in school when you've danced the whole evening together?

"So," Lilly started, "I guess I should go find Oliver to take me home. I...uhm... it was n-nice to meet you," she then turned around and quickly walked away, only hearing Miley fainly saying "bye" to her. She was so embarressed wih herself. Really, Truscott? She thought. Nice to meet you? Who says that? Idiot.

She searched almost the entire house for Oliver, but she couldn't find him. She then went throught the frontdoor outside and walked to where Oliver had parked his car. Had parked indeed, because it now wasn't there anymore. He'd left the party without even bothering to say anything to her?

Lilly let out an annoyed and frustrated sigh. "Dammit, Oliver," she mumbled.

"Need a ride home?"

Lilly turned around and saw Miley smiling at her again, ringing her carkeys in her hand.

I'm not really sure about this one, so please let me know what you thought of it. Keep me motivated :)
I don't know when I'll be able to update the next chapter. I'm going to Londen for a couple of days somewhere this week, but maybe I can update before I leave.